"Sure enough, how bold people are, how productive the land is!"

Sensing the many martial arts skills slowly flowing through his heart, Yang Xingzhou was surprised, happy and horrified: "Who is this man in red robe deep in my heart? How can he have such power?"

He was still looking inward, carefully "watching" the huge red mountain peak standing in the heart lake. He only saw the red light flashing on the mountain peak, and there seemed to be a murderous aura hidden in it. It was majestic and heavy, making Yang Xingzhou's somewhat ethereal spiritual power suddenly suddenly

It gave rise to a strange sense of solidity.

The supreme Zen skill originated from Yingyuan Living Buddha has undergone strange changes after it manifested on this mountain peak, which has made Yang Xingzhou's spiritual power make a qualitative progress, both in terms of perception and the use of spiritual power.

, far more than just now.

Although the mountain peak standing in his mind was tall, it was very blurry. Yang Xingzhou concentrated his attention and checked again and again, but it was difficult to see clearly what the mountain looked like.

"It seems that the mountain peak transformed by this little finger must have many mysteries, but I just can't figure it out for a while!"

Yang Xingzhou watched for a long time but found nothing. Then his mind changed and he slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Long Zhao's round eyes, approaching Yang Xingzhou with a curious look on his face, as if he was carefully observing Yang Xingzhou's appearance.

Seeing Yang Xingzhou open his eyes, Long Zhao said "Ah", leaned back suddenly, and was very startled, and said: "You...are you awake?"

Yang Xingzhou chuckled and said, "What? Am I very handsome? Are you tempted or not?"

Long Zhao blushed and said: "Disgusting, isn't it disgusting? You are a man and I am also a man. How could I be tempted by you?"

He asked Yang Xingzhou: "Tell me the truth, does the change in the sky just now have something to do with you? What kind of existence did you provoke?"

Yang Xingzhou shook his head and laughed: "With my ability, can I provoke beings who can affect the celestial phenomena? You think too highly of me!"

Long Zhao was convinced and nodded: "That's right!"

Yang Xingzhou: "...Do you know that you are annoying?"

Long Zhao said with a smile: "Being said to be disgusted by the Black Wind Old Demon is something most people can't do!"

Along the way, he was always teased by Yang Xingzhou, and he was always at a disadvantage. Today, he was finally able to make Yang Xingzhou angry for once, and he felt very relieved.

He laughed a few times and asked Yang Xingzhou again: "What was going on when you were breathing fire from your mouth and nose just now?"

Yang Xingzhou started telling lies and said with a smile: "I practice the Nine Dragons Chaos Divine Fire Technique. I use myself as a furnace, the internal organs as runes, and the aura of heaven and earth as carbon fire. It is difficult and profound, and difficult for ordinary people to learn. Yesterday, I was taught by Yuan Shi

I was wounded by a flying stick, and today I saw the majestic atmosphere of the capital. I felt something in my heart, and an idea burst out. I suddenly understood a key point of cultivation, and my cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and the true fire was revealed outside my body uncontrollably."

Long Zhao was doubtful: "Why do I think you were like that just now because you were beaten so hard that you couldn't fight back and couldn't even control the real fire in your body?"

Yang Xingzhou: "Get out!"

Long Zhao laughed and did not dare to say anything more. However, he knew in his heart that Yang Xingzhou must have had a battle with an unknown person just now, so that his breath was exhausted, his temper was rising, and he felt a little out of breath when he spoke.

It’s just that the existences that can change the celestial phenomena are all peerless masters at the Grand Master level. Logically speaking, Yang Xingzhou will never be their opponent. If Yang Xingzhou had secretly competed with them just now, it would not just be a matter of getting angry at the mouth and nose.

, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive.

But if he said that Yang Xingzhou had nothing to do with the changes in the celestial phenomena, even Long Zhao himself wouldn't believe it.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that just when Yang Xingzhou looked like he was being beaten, the sky changed. There must be a connection between the two.

He looked at the blood-red sky through the crystal car window. The sky and the earth were filled with blood-red blood. The pedestrians on the street were noisy, and they all looked frightened. They didn't understand why there was such a celestial phenomenon, and they were talking about it.

"Why did it change today when it was said to be changing?"

"Today, there are frequent floods, droughts and locust plagues, people are displaced, blood is flowing from heaven, and fate is unknown. I am afraid that it will happen today..."

"Be careful what you say! Be careful what you say! This is not something you and I can talk about!"

"It is said that every time this kind of celestial phenomenon occurs, a peerless master will die. Is it possible that a master has died now?"

"What the hell, I'm just a sesame seed shop. Why do I care about this? As long as it doesn't delay business, I won't even bother to care if the master is dead!"

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The flaming chariot slowly passed through the city gate and came to the long street in the city. Yang Xingzhou looked at the hurried passers-by outside the window and asked Long Zhao: "Now that we have entered the city, where are you going?"

A trace of confusion appeared on Long Zhao's face, and he said softly: "Yes, where am I going to go?"

After a moment, his eyes became focused and he said: "The car will go forward two more intersections, and I will get off..."

"Hold on!"

Yang Xingzhou raised a finger to signal Long Zhao not to speak. His ears suddenly grew larger and swayed a few times. He silently sensed this and then raised his eyes to look at Long Zhao: "Someone is following us nearby. You were near the car window just now.

At that time, someone obviously had some murderous intention towards you."

His ears continued to twitch. Although his eyes were looking at Long Zhao, his mind was focused on the outside of the car, and he whispered: "One, two, three, four... There are sixteen people in total who have murderous intentions towards us, two of them are children."

They look like children, there’s a butcher on the roadside, and there’s another woman with a big belly... They’re coming!”

After saying the last sentence, Yang Xingzhou waved his hand, and a small crack opened in the crystal glass of the car window. A pod of Wutu magic needles flew out from the crack. After flying into the air, they turned into sixteen undetectable shadows.

It is divided into sixteen directions and inserted upside down on the ground.

Long Zhao was surprised: "What?"

Just as he was about to turn his head and look out the window, Yang Xingzhou stopped him: "Don't get close to the window! Use this!"

As he thought, a small mirror appeared in Long Zhao's hand without any warning: "Look in the mirror!"

Long Zhao was greatly surprised. Instead of looking at the enemy, he raised the delicate glass mirror in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. He was amazed: "Huh? This little mirror is pretty good. It shows every detail and is so light. Give it to me."

How about it?"

The mirror Yang Xingzhou gave him was actually a product of modern industry. It was a retro-style portable silver mirror with extremely exquisite workmanship and polished surface to an extremely smooth surface.

The technical level of modern industry has made the mirror clearer than ancient mirrors, and it is also compact and easy to carry, so it is very popular among women.

Long Zhao held the small mirror and couldn't put it down. He was not interested in anything before and even dared to give the Fire Dragon Pill to Yang Xingzhou as a reward, but this small mirror made him feel hard to let go.

"It's just a mirror, given to you!"

Seeing Long Zhao's expression, Yang Xingzhou laughed: "It's better to look at the people outside first before talking about the mirror."

Long Zhao groaned, pointed the small mirror out the window, scanned it a few times quickly, and wondered: "Which one of them is planning to do harm to me..."

Before he finished speaking, a dozen muffled sounds sounded from around the car almost at the same time. Long Zhao raised the mirror and could clearly see a man kneeling on one knee about three feet away from the side of the car, with a look of pain on his face.

His eyes were staring closely at the flaming chariot, showing a hint of panic and confusion, but his body seemed to be stiff and unable to move.

"The concealed weapon you just used was poisonous?"

Long Zhao understood instantly, looked at Yang Xingzhou, and said in shock: "This poison is so powerful. It can make people freeze instantly. Can it poison people to death?"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "It depends on luck. Some of my poisonous needles are fatal, and some are anesthetics. Whether you live or die, it really depends on luck."
Chapter completed!